a violent temper - quotes and descriptions to inspire creative writing
The new freezer was a six foot monolith, a testimony to modern efficiency and a sleek addition to Cindy's home. It slotted neatly into the space designed for it in her bespoke kitchen and hummed along, adding almost imperceptibly to the back ground noise of the room. She loved that it was tall and skinny, looking more like a space station locker than something as mundane as food storage. When Elsa got home with the shopping her admiration was quickly transformed to frustration. Nothing fitted. Everything had to be de-boxed and even then most stuff was simply to wide. Her smile fell, she felt every muscle tense and her hands began to open and close with each quickening breath. She picked up the frozen chicken and threw it onto the tile, cracking one. In seconds she had wound he fingers into Elsa's hair and shoved her face into the stainless steel over and over until her blood splattered the high-end gadgets, walls and floors alike.
"Sorry," Allie shivered as Nyx approached, his usually dark eyes filled with anger. "Don't ever. Do that. Again," he growled; his eyes completely turning black.